Fountains of shame summon your nemeses
We are all pregnant with our resistances
She speaks in rhythms deep
As poems emerge from her hips
She thinks about the river and it quivers
Underneath her skin
There are dolphins reaching for the sky
Flippers finding fingers to caress their alibis
We are all singers
Of a song that has no words
And painters of images that have never been seen
We are impregnated by our dreams
While single handed sailors row us all to safety
We are basically still ashamed
Of all this pretty ugly creativity

I might run for pages, go out of line
Might write with broken nib, words that fight
Some twisted feels, come taste the lime
I might scribble tales, none held by daylight

you don't want to be alone
cause alone seems to mean
that you will feel lonely

you don't want to be alone
cause they say antisocial
when you love select people

you don't want to be alone
cause not having a lover
isn't accepted by them yet

you don't want to be alone
cause they believe being solo
isn't the right way to go

One day,
when my all wishes
will be granted,
I fear
I will doubt my love.
But till then
I will blame.

your lips are bittersweet poison;
honey-lemon mixed with cyanide.

I make a wish
A rainbow of colours
I dream of your touch
Warm and tender

I fantasize about your kisses
Delicious
I stare into your bright eyes
Mesmerizing

In my dreams
...you are
In my thoughts
...you exist

I wish
Like a dandelion
Dancing in the wind
Towards your loving embrace